Sunday, 4 October 2015

Bewitched


Your mystical essence
Are the colours of passion
Those bounteous tresses
Envelopes the moon
The stars in your eyes
Fades the sunshine

You define yourself
As an exquisite distress
But you haunt me
When I read your ravishing verses
You flow in my veins
Enlivening me with your lasting fragrance

You intrigue me
And I toss in agony
To meet you
To sense you

Why
I have no answers
A dream woman you are
And I will forever remain bewitched
With you and your verses.

©LR


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